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Alan finally managed the lock, hoping that the vodka would
numb the impact of a too quiet house and painfully empty rooms. It didn’t, and the silence prickled his
skin. He’d sleep on the couch he decided
but needed the bathroom first. Stupidly
he wandered afterward into Megan’s room and ran a finger along the Disney
princess border on the wall near the door.
Something gleamed on the floor, something dropped. He picked up her funfair snowglobe and saw
how dull it looked.
It only became beautiful when shaken up.
He wondered if that was how God viewed human lives.
This gave me goose pimples
ReplyDeleteSo sad. Lyssa M x
ReplyDeletetell me more....
ReplyDeleteThis was tragically beautiful. (And really makes me want to know more...) Very well done!
ReplyDeleteThe best comes out only during the worst. You've conveyed this so beautifully!
ReplyDeleteLove the last line.
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed
Ally :)
God and his ways ... !
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